My country nowadays
Is a joke all over the world,
Either told by God
Or by the Devil himself.
It's not funny anymore,
Because repeatedly,
The one who's telling it
Forgets how to the story ends...
-(Well done!)
The listeners stand,
Smiles broken on their faces,
Waiting for the last laugh
Which never comes.
O seu país é bonito e tem uma história distinta. Não preste atenção aos meios de comunicação de massa. O frenesi vai passar. The River Of January is truly magic to have produced a poet such as you.
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